Damnation ( Read more... )

I need someone to help me finance this project ( Read more... )

Shopping is what these boats are all about. Thanks to the tax free system everything is so much cheaper than on the mainland. Beer, cigarettes, liquor, it's all there for the taking if one has the money to pay for it and the required age. The required age thing is optional, since the companies owning the boats want to make as much money as possible ( Read more... )

There were no more midgets. They had disappeared from this realm, this little hole set aside by a sick god to torment me and my mates for all infinity. Actually, we weren't feeling tormented at all. We were all experiencing some kind of odd feeling of bliss as we slowly winded down while still being too hyper to even think about sleeping ( Read more... )

Grenades. Gooks. Deep and long tunnels under the ground. It felt like I was twentysomething again. It felt like if I was back in Nam. It was Da Nang all over again. Not that I ever was there, or have ever been in any other kind of combat situation, but that's not a reason why I shouldn't get flashbacks from battlefields long since forgotten when ( Read more... )

Next up was the mandatory winding down event. Everyone must participate and there are no points for second place. We went outside for a smoke and some idle chit-chat, now when we no longer had the beat of the dance-floor interrupting and garbling everything spoken in a normal tone of voice ( Read more... )

Plastered, drunk beyond redemption, me and J plunged into a conversation of some kind or another. Whatever was discussed, whatever problems were brought up for debate, I am pretty sure we had the solutions for anything and everything. Nothing was left to chance now. Everything was being analyzed into molecules ( Read more... )

I'll be the first one to say it: "I suck at picking up women." I really do. If there was one thing in this world that I'm not supposed to be doing, besides giving birth, and have periods and all the other things that women get to do, it'd be to pick said women up. I'm so bad that it's an embarrassment ( Read more... )

We had struck an iceberg and we were sinking fast. There was no saving us anymore. Luckily the ship was still holding, but me and my mates? We were doomed. Casual conversation in the bar had been replaced by ideas and possible solutions on all the worlds problems. The Bush administration in the US got its usual beating (mainly because it's ( Read more... )

Having given up trying to trick the odds into our favor (which is hard since those machines are (if owned by the Finnish RAY company at least) programmed to keep 78-82 per cent of the money that is put into them) we decided to hit the bar. Which wasn't that surprising since there are few other places where they serve booze with beautiful women to ( Read more... )